Challenge
Write a rhyming poem using the words purple cow, blood orange, starved rock and angel falls.
Flying
The angel falls,
Her engine stalls
She sinks like a starved rock.
With blood orange hair
And nary a care
She took a quick look to take stock
Her wings were now tattered
The feathers all scattered
Skin mottled like purple cow
But she still tried again
In spite of the pain
See how she’s flying now!
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